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Chapter 24
Over the next few days the bruises from Alison's brutal treatment by Petty faded but the anxiety did not. During the day she buried herself in her work, shutting out the nightmare of her situation by keeping herself busy. At night she would drink, often stopping at a bar on the way home before spending her evening trying to shut out her nightmare by drowning her sorrows. She thought about calling Bobby and begging him to come home, to hold her and make her feel safe but she knew above anything she had to protect him in all this and keep him from all this. She must face this alone, whatever it was she had in store.
As if her present concerns weren't enough she now faced an additional worry, her period was nearly a week late now, she ignored it for as long as she could but finally on the way home from work she stopped at a drug store and bought a pregnancy kit. After a few glasses of wine she worked up the courage to use it and saw what she feared confirmed by two ominous little blue lines. She felt her stomach churn with the realisation that she was now carrying a child, her son's child! She felt herself wanting to be ill, whether it was from the alcohol, being pregnant or the shock she wasn't sure. All she knew was having an illegitimate incestuous child was the last thing she needed right now.
The shock of her pregnancy was such she almost forgot about her impending meeting with Petty until the cell phone he had instructed her to keep switched on at all times chimed with a text.
"Be ready 6pm Saturday night."
'Oh god what this time?' She wondered? What humiliations would she have to endure from that degenerate this time? Perhaps if she told him of her situation he might have pity on her and her unborn child. She rapidly dismissed the idea, giving Petty any more power over her than he already had could only make things worse. Pity wasn't a word he understood, and besides, she could never keep the child, she would have to make arrangements to have it dealt with as soon as possible, before anyone including Bobby, especially Bobby, found out.
Saturday night rolled round, Alison had received no special instructions as to what to wear so she simply wore a blouse and skirt, formal and modest. The doorbell rang on the dot of 6 and she steeled herself for what was to come. Somehow knowing who her tormentor was made the experience a little less daunting, although wondering what horrors he might have dreamt up for her would be another matter. She arrived at Petty's mansion and was shown through into a spacious drawing room where Petty sat, like Toad of Toad Hall in a leather chain in a smoking jacket. She thought it was almost comical and found herself trying not to laugh at the absurd little man sat in front of her until she caught the evil little glint in his eye.
"Have a seat Ms Stevens, I'd like you to watch a film with me."
-PART 2-
The weather at college was sunny and Erica had suggested she and Bobby spend the day at the beach. Bobby guessed there would be plenty of hot girls there and a chance to see Erica in her bikini. She assured Bobby she would take care of all the arrangements and as he pulled up outside her dad's house she was ready, running towards his car in a little vest top and some very short shorts. Her knockers bounced around so much in her top there was no way she was wearing anything under it and Bobby couldn't understand how her hard ass dad let her out of the house looking the way she did, not that he was complaining. He felt himself stiffening as he watched her approach. She had a beach bag which she dumped in the back seat before she jumped in and planted a big kiss on Bobby. She smelt great and the feel of her sensuous lips on his was all it took to bring his dick to full mast.
"Let's go!" she smiled breaking the kiss but resting her head on his shoulder and her hand on his leg dangerously near his dick. As he drove out of the college she nuzzled against him.
"Oh Bobby, I'm so looking forward to spending the day with you, it'll be wonderful." as she cooed in his ear her hand brushed against his hard cock that was straining in his shorts.
"Oh Bobby! I guess you are happy to see me!"
She ran her fingers over his straining bulge feeling it throb and pulse in response. It was a 45 minute journey to the beach and Erica teased and stroked his cock all the way, sometimes playing with it, sometimes just resting her hand on it, but constantly driving him nuts. Shit this was going to be a long afternoon, especially as he wouldn't get a chance to jerk off till this evening when he got home. He wondered how long it would be before she agreed to let him cum? It felt like his balls was permanently blue these days.
"We're nearly there, you don't mind if I put my bikini on in the car do you?"
"Uh no.."
"Cool, you've got tinted windows so no one can see.. apart from you that is." she giggled as she pulled her top off revealing her magnificent tits which she seemed to be thrusting out at him. Bobby couldn't help but stare as they wobbled with the movement of the car.
"Bobby, keep your eyes on the road, we don't want to crash!" as she wiggled out of her shorts leaving her in nothing but her panties. With a supreme effort of will Bobby tore his eyes back onto the road just in time to see he was veering into the path of an oncoming truck. He hastily corrected the steering and had to content himself with occasional glances at Erica as she rummaged in her beach bag for her bikini, finally retrieving two tiny garments. She tied the top on which consisted of two black triangles that barely covered her aureola, before slipping off her panties and putting on the matching bottoms, not before Bobby got a glimpse of her neat little bush. Guess she's a natural blonde alright!
Bobby reflected as his dick did pushups in his shorts. They pulling into a parking space and Erica reached into her bag and pulled out a tiny piece of lime green material.
"Here I brought these for you!"
Bobby inspected the tiny pair of speedos and regarded his throbbing bulge in his jeans.
"Um... I'm not sure I'll fit right now."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I mean, these look pretty small and... well you got me pretty worked up on the way over here."
"Oh Bobby... you just have to control yourself better. Come on put them on, I want to go swimming, the weather's beautiful!"
Bobby pulled his shirt off and wriggled out of his shorts, as usual he was commando and his ram rod hard dick slapped his belly as he pulled them down. Erica seemed pre-occupied with the contents of her bag or was pretending not to notice as Bobby pulled on the tiny speedos and struggled to lever his dick into them. His efforts at trying to go soft weren't helped by the fact that Erica's boobs were barely contained in her tiny bikini and seemed to be doing a constant escape attempt. He turned attention back to his straining cock in his speedos, the head was almost poking out the top and stretched the material so much the ridge of his glans was clearly outlined.
"Errr... I don't think I'm going to be able to go out there like this."
"Oh Bobby!" Erica giggled as she regarded his straining trunks, "Honestly, you need to learn to control yourself!"
Control myself?? Fuck I've been teased all the way here and given a display of tits and ass, it's taken all my control not to blow my wad!
